Bedtime Story ONE

One day at school, we were all sitting in the atrium, just because that is a nice and cosy place to sit and we didn’t have class. I’m sure that Lot, Maria, Enrieke and Steven were there. And Len, of course, because I was happy to be with my boyfriend for once, al though I wasn’t quite sure if he was happy to be with me, he acted kinda grumpy. But that didn’t stop me from cuddling with him, because he’s always grumpy lately.
Anyways, we were just talking and laughing when Nicole walked by, our quite young Dutch teacher, who told us about something called ‘School paper Day’. We were instantly enthusiastic. I love our school paper, I try to write as much as possible. I have a column in every issue, and often I write something different of my own as well.
“And there are competitions, like: best lay-out, best interview, best column..” she said.
“Oh, then we can send in Tessa’s column!” my boyfriend shouted immediately.
I was shocked.
“How nice of you,” I mumbled, actually fighting to please-not-cry.
My boyfriend didn’t notice anything and went on babbling about School paper Day, but my bestie Lot saw my despair and said: “I want to go to the c1000 (= supermarket).”
Thankful, I said: “I’m coming with you,” and we both went downstairs, while I was wiping the tears of my face, angry at myself for being such a cry baby again.
“That was mean,” I said. Writing is obviously one of my biggest passions. Maybe you could call it my über biggest passion.
“Yes,” she agreed, “that was incredibly rude.”
While we walked to the c1000, we tried to think of revenge. My boyfriend does ice skating and he plays the guitar.
“Let’s say to Len.. ‘One day I was talking to my dad, and he asked me: ‘Im, do you know any good ice skaters?’ So I said: ‘No. Why?’” Lot said. I laughed my ass off, because I was pissed.
“That’s mean, but funny,” I said. In the c1000 they of course played the song ‘Ren Lenny Ren’, which I’ve truly heard only once in my life, and I guess it’s the only song with the word ‘Len’ in it.
We bought huge chocolate thingies, because I wanted to squish them in Lens face soo badly. At school, everyone came by to steal a Choco. Len still hadn’t notice anything weird about me, so he also begged for chocolate. Mean as I was, I didn’t give him one, and I confronted him with what he said. He actually thought it was quite a normal comment, but when he saw how angry and sad I was, he became sad himself too. That’s one thing I can’t cope with, so I forgave him, but I still wanted to squish choco in his face. He didn’t let me do it. I did tell him the ice skating-story though, but he wasn’t quite impressed. I am not looking forward to School paper Day, as you could already guess.

The End.